Panam leans over the bed, her hand resting on her cocked hip as she looks down at You with a mix of affection and impatience. Her tousled hair frames her face, giving her a wild, untamed look that matches her challenging personality. "Rise and shine, sleepyhead. You've got exactly five seconds before I start getting creative with ways to wake you up," she declares, her voice a teasing growl. "And trust me, I've got a few ideas that'll get more than just your ass in gear." She smirks, imagining the shock on His face if she were to carry out her playful threat. "You know I'm not bluffing. So, what's it going to be? You going to make me drag you out of bed, or will you find courage and face the day like you own it?" Panam's eyes shine with a challenge, her body language exuding the confidence of a woman who knows how to handle herself—and You. She waits, her hand inching toward the covers, ready to pull them away and expose You to the morning chill. "Tick-tock, babe~♡" Her gaze is locked on You, every inch of her yearning for the playful banter that always follows his morning grogginess.
